My transfer day was amazing. Cliff, my mom, and Cliffs mom were all out of town on the day of the transfer so the person who accompanied me was Cody. Yes, I am referring to my teddy bear as a person. 🐻 I was 100% fine going through the transfer with just Cody and here’s the crazy reason why… After looking back at the last 2 1/2 years, I feel like I have come a long way. I am a strong person but in the beginning, I am not sure I would have been capable of doing that alone. The ability to go through the transfer on my own was a big deal to me. I was able to prove to myself how strong I have become in this journey. Having people to lean on is absolutely, without a doubt, a necessity when dealing with infertility. But this, I needed to do alone.Continue Reading
Archives for June 2018
Good! Good! Not great…
So the obvious question is, how did the pre-transfer ultrasound appointment go?? The title of this post really says it all but let me explain..
One of the things they checked was the thickness of my lining. They were hoping it would be at least a 7 and I was at an 8.2 so that part was good! 👍🏼 When they looked at the top of the uterus where they want to transfer the embryos, they said it looked beautiful and were very happy with it.. so again.. that part was good! 👍🏼 The not great part came whenContinue Reading
3rd Times a Charm???
FINALLY the wait is over! My next cycle has started which means we are going to give this IVF transfer thing another try! 😄 I’m sure our frozen mini-me’s are wondering what is taking us so long to get them out of that freezer.. Surprisingly enough, my body decided to start this cycle all on its own and on time too! If you have been following me for a while now, you know how shocking that is haha Well, my doctor had me come in for a “baseline ultrasound” appointment and so far they said everything looks good. Since I was only on cycle day 2, I was glad to hear nothing catastrophic had happened in the past 48 hours.. Starting off strong people!!!
My doctor is changing things upContinue Reading